Your eyes revealed your pain,
But did mine actually reveal betrayal?
I would think not, as what I did was not betrayal.
You pushed me away and into his arms, so it wasn’t betrayal.
That’s how I justify it at least. As I look at you. With the pain in your eyes.
That pain. I hate it. It’s unfair.
Couldn’t you be like everyone else? Unfeeling and dead inside? Ambivalent to hurt?
Couldn’t I?
Couldn’t we?
Why did we actually have to love each other?
Why did we have to burn?
I’d much rather be unfeeling.
Because then I could hurt you without hating myself.
Because then I could stand your absence.
Because then I wouldn’t have to look in your eyes.
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